Jail's Bait: Parole's Victim (Book 4)

Chapter 9

Originally built as an elite ski lodge before Malik bought it, HT had over a dozen bedroom suites on each of its seven floors- including the downstairs pool level, all decorated decently and with taste as befit the elite- with the doors and walls having an additional inlay of sound-proofing cork, to insure complete privacy, even from passers-by in the carpeted hallway.

Carmen and Marquis chose one of the closest suites and went inside, tearing each others’ clothes off as the door slammed behind them, the hot teens fumbling towards one of the adjacent rooms and falling inside it onto the nearby king-sized bed. In seconds Marquis had Carmen's clothes completely off, to her utter surprise, given his celibate status. Not that she was complaining; Carmen wanted her man more than she had ever wanted any other man in her life, her large, heaving nipples displaying her desire.

Marquis was on fire, hornier and hotter than he’d ever been- grabbing at Carmen’s perky titties and running his tongue across their peaks, sucking and lightly biting them in his lust. Carmen moaned with the delight of their new level of passion, while the only thing running through Marquis's mind was the feeling of Kap's lips strongly on his own, gripping him, caressing his tongue-

“MMMFFFGGHH,” he moaned as he plunged his face in between Carmen’s breasts, his lips and tongue flicking everywhere, his hands roaming all over her arching body. Carmen’s moans rose throughout the sound-proofed suite as her breasts began to leak from aching heat- but all Marquis could feel was the taste of Kap's lips on his own, a trace of beer and weed from his sexy-ass masculine lips… he had to feel that again, and he knew the one thing he could wrap his lips on just then that could even halfway compare to what he felt kissing his best friend… he raised up and, lifting Carmen's legs to the ceiling, ducked down between her legs, diving his face into her moist, gaping pussy-lips.

Carmen yelped from lust… she gripped folds of the great bed-cover to steady herself and her legs reactive-jerked, but Marquis grimly held on as his lips thrashed and his tongue dipped in and out, deeper into her labia. The lips of her pussy felt as soft as Kap's lips on his own, and in his mind’s eye he and Kap were kissing again, lips locked for all eternity as his mouth clamped down on Carmen’s clitoris and his teeth grazed on it, nibbling like a rabbit on a carrot over and over, all tongue and lips and grinding into her pussy as he stretched her legs wider-

“AAAARRRRAAAAAAAAHHHHHAAAAAHHHHH,” Carmen finally screamed as she began to shake and bounce with no restraint, her face thrashing about wildly as she smashed her hot wet pussy into Marquis's mouth, who kept kissing his boy over and over, non-stop- bringing Carmen to orgasm at least five times more before Marquis lifted his dripping face from his girlfriend’s body to look up at her.

Carmen had this look of complete and utter ecstasy on her reddened, gasping face as she fought to bring herself under control. Her stomach was wet; from the looks of it her titties had also sprayed when she bust off… there were liquid pools all over the place. “W-w-what tt-t-he HELL-” she tried to say, her chest almost sobbing from lack of air… now with all honesty Marquis loved Carmen; however when he looked up and saw that it was HER that he was really with, not Kap- he was sort of disappointed.

Carmen misread the look. “I’ll g-g-get your n-n-nutt for ya,” she stammered. “J-jjust lemme catch my b-b-breathhh…”

“Naw, its ok,” Marquis said, smiling at her. “Just calm down before you get a heart attack or sumthin.”

“Don’t worry,” Carmen said about five minutes later- “I’m not gonna do anything that will keep me from getting my diploma the same time y’all are.” She yawned then dramatically. “Just, let me… catch my… breath and then, then I’ll…” and before Marquis could react stunned, Carmen was fast asleep.

He sat there for a while, looking at his sleeping girlfriend. He knew it was the combination of the drinking and the excitement that sapped her strength. He stood and pulled some of the covers from the bed on top of her, letting her settle in comfortably. He crawled next to Carmen then fell asleep next to her with his clothes still on, his last thoughts of Kap and that kiss…

*****

Marquis woke up, and checked his watch; it was 1:30 a.m.- they had been to sleep for about 5 hours. He got up from the bed quietly to not wake Carmen and went to the suite bathroom, taking off his jeans and staring in the mirror at the huge wet spot that stained his silk boxers. He pulled out his dick and pissed in the toilet, still wondering about that. All that time in there earlier with his girl, and he never even nutted- he just got so hot he leaked pre-cum, but that was about it. And to think- all that wasn’t even about Carmen at all, he thought to himself. He was confused about how he was feeling, that was for sure. Deciding to go back to the living room and grab another 40-ounce to try and drink himself back to normal, he went to the door of the suite and opened it.

Standing just inside the suite directly across from him was Kap, dressed only in boxers, one foot halfway out the door.

They both froze, the tension and silence lasting only for a couple seconds; but to both boys it felt like hours. They stepped outside of their suites and closed the doors behind them; silence once again in the cork-proofed hallway. Marquis and Kap stood looking at one another, both in only boxers- this was not unusual, being best friends and all, but this time… it was different, like they were both seeing each other for the first time, in all their sexy-nakedness.

Marquis spoke in a whisper. “Angelina asleep..?”

“Yeah,” Kap said, also in a whisper. “She passed out and I thought I’d go see if there was mo beer left.”

“Yeah, Carmen’s sleepin too, and that’s what I was about ta do, go get a beer,” Marquis said, a half-grin flashing across his features- and then they were silent again. “Weren’t we supposed to stop drinkin until Grad nite, to have better sex with our girls..?” Marquis said low and sexy-like, staring deep into Kap's eyes.

“Yeah, Kap said… and then they moved closer to each other.

All Marquis could do was stare into Kap's face, his sexy ass face, his lips… he ran his tongue over his own lips without realizing it, making Kap's dick jump in his boxers.

Kap looked up at Marquis, and ran his own tongue across his lips…

…and then they were in each other’s arms, and they were kissing. Kissing like neither one had kissed another person before, not ever… kissing the way only men can kiss... their tongues met and passion stirred like a boiling pot in both boys, and they grabbed each other’s half-naked body to keep from drowning as the kiss went on and on… their muscles, borne of endless athletic practice, flexed and re-flexed with each position. Kap, being on the wrestling team, automatically hooked one leg behind Marquis's legs and they toppled to the floor, still kissing, now wrestling, Marquis spinning around on Kap and pinning him to the floor while kissing on his neck and shoulders, Kap retaliating by reverse-flipping Marquis and straddling him on the carpet, both heavily straining to get on top while simultaneously kissing and caressing each other, hands running wildly about each other’s bodies, both breathing harsh and ragged as their passion-wrestling match went on… Kap reached around, sliding his fingers underneath Marquis's boxers and poking one large finger into his booty-hole.

Marquis jumped, his dick straining to grow even more stiff as it rose to a height Marquis never believed it could grow to. He flipped over and Kap went to the ground, their lust-struggle continuing as Marquis did the same, struggling to reach Kap's boxers, finding a way in and sticking his long finger deep into Kap's tight, clenching ass.

Kap yelped then, and his moan of pleasure filled the muted hallway. Still struggling and panting, both boys kicked off their boxers and rolled around on the carpet together, a meld of unsatisfied flesh and masculine desire… kicking over the nearby potted palm they wound up against one of the walls, still grappling with each other… Marquis had flipped into a 69 position and… then they stopped wrestling, just staring at each other’s heavy, thick, long black cut juicy dick. Then as one they both swallowed each other’s dicks down as far as they could go, choking and spluttering as they tried like hell to taste each other, all heavy slurps and man-sized moans in between gagging sounds. Soon both dicks were glistening with gobs of spit and sweat, bobbing and throbbing like mad.

Kap couldn’t take it anymore. He suddenly flipped Marquis over and before his boy could say anything Kap had straddled his back and pushed his large 9.5 inch thick dick deep into Marquis's smooth sucking hole, ball-deep.

“AAAHHHHHHHHH,” Marquis cried out in pain and waves of pleasure as Kap started smashing his dick in that redbone ass over and over, his slicked up dick sliding back and forth, digging his boy’s ass out like it was churned butter, again and again… Marquis bucked back and clamped down, taking Kap's dick deeper than he was slid it in earlier… Kap couldn’t believe how he was feeling as he ground his dick deep into Marquis's ass, feeling those ass muscles grip on his dick and take him in deeper… he had never felt like this fucking a girl before… it felt so much better than pussy, so much better than anything he had ever felt-

A large wave of lust began to crest across Kap's body, bringing him to a breaking point he had never known before. “I’M GONNA NUTTTT,” Kap shouted then, knowing now for the first time in his life what that really was about to mean… “I’M GONNNA BUSSSTTTT…”

Marquis was taken away by the passionate assault on his asshole, but feeling that thick ass dick driving upside his asshole made his dick stay stiff as a board, and he clamped down, squeezing his ass muscles to milk out Kap's dick-

-skeet-skeet-

What felt like a flood a hot sticky was filling up Marquis's asshole… he was getting fucked and letting a dick cream hot nutt inside him for the very first time… he slid back on that stiff, shooting pole and made his man muscles squeeze out more and more…

“AAAAAGGGGGGHFGHHHGD…” Kap cried out as he began to experience his first REAL orgasm-

-skeet-skeet-

Marquis reached behind him and grabbed Kap by the head, moaning loudly as he felt his boy nutt all inside of him, the splash-off dripping down outside his hole and down his muscle thighs-

Kap's legs locked underneath him, he couldn’t stop nuttin inside of Marquis, enormous waves of pleasure crashed all around him, taking him away-

-skeet-skeet-

“AAARRGGHGHGHGHHSSHHHYYYTTT!!!!!!!” Kap yowled as his dick splashed off in Marquis's clenching asshole over and over-

Marquis’s dick was getting harder and harder from all the nutt filling up his back hole, and he knew that before he let Kap go he HAD to know how that felt from the flip side-

-and then it was done, and Kap was pulling, pulling, pulling out- feeling like he was completely drained of all energy…

…when suddenly he was thrown onto his stomach and Marquis was straddling him, a large hot thing pressing against his own hairy hole-

Marquis growled in Kap's ear then, “My turn now, nigga.”

Kap, drained as he was, felt his sore dick rise up in challenge. “Yeah nicca, take dat ass,” he growled back, suddenly ready for it, charged anew.

Marquis pushed Kap down flat on the floor, slid between his legs and pressed his 11-inch monster dick against that hairy ass. Reaching up and laying chest to back on top of Kap, Marquis braced his arms underneath Kap and against the front of his chest, letting his dick slide home all on its own.

Kap felt that thick ass monster dick slide slowly in, stretching his ass walls to the limit and then some more, thick hot pain rising in a flood. “N-nigga DO THAT shyt,” Kap grunted through clenched teeth. “Do it HARD, nicca, don’t tease it,” he said- hoping that Marquis would just push it in fast and-

“AAAHSAHAAHAHAHHRRRR!!!!” Kap hollered as Marquis suddenly slammed the rest of that long, thick, heavy dick deep into Kap's virgin asshole, his large ball-sack bouncing against Kap's spent nutts.

This was the best feeling of Marquis's life, the tightness and depth of this hot, dark ass… it squeezed the life out of Marquis's thick ass dick, which only made it harder. He held onto Kap's chest and lay his head on Kap's back as his waist began grinding his dick deep and slow into that asshole. Kap lay sprawled on the carpet, unable to rise, arms and legs spread-eagled as Marquis held him in that death-grip, biting down on his neck like a vampire as that phat dick ground deep and wet into that hot back.

Kap knew he needed some time to get used to the stroke, but this was Marquis's first time sticking his dick into ANYTHING, much less slow-grinding into a good piece of ass… the wild passion rose before Marquis could stop it and…

“AARRRAAAAAAHAHHHH!!!!!” Marquis suddenly blew off, his dick flaring up and firing off large wads of nutt into Kap's azz- “DAMN NICCA, DAMN NICCA,” Marquis said again and again as his nutt shot off into that deep hot wet man-azz, which clenched up and made Marquis spit off even harder…

“YEAH NICCA,” Kap shouted through a mouthful of carpet- “YEAH NICCA BLESS DAT ASS NICCA, YEAHHHHHHHH….”

“AHHHUUUHHHYYYTTTSUUNN,” Marquis cried as his first ever nutt into another human ended with a final spurt into Kap, and then they collapsed on the carpet floor, both exhausted and drained beyond belief.

Both boys, after a minute to catch their breath, raised their heads up to look at each other. Marquis KNEW that he wanted to do this, but once it was done… guilt and shame started to creep in, a sight he evidenced in Kap's eyes, as well…

“…Uhhh, look,” Kap said, “it was that kiss… it confused us for a minnit.”

“…Yeah,” Marquis agreed, “it was the kiss… but that’s done wit now, rite..?”

“…Yeah,” Kap said, looking the other way. “Uhh, I’ll be seein you in da mornin,” he said then, getting up from the floor and going back into his suite with Angelina, closing the door quickly before Marquis even stood up.

Marquis looked after him, feeling real weirded out about what they had just done, and then he got up, going back into his suite with Carmen, shutting the door behind him.

*****

Just then a shadow stepped forth from the doorway to the poolside living room, coming up the hallway to stand in front of the two doors that had just closed. The small- lithe form reached up and unpinned her hair, the blonde tresses shaking free as she reflected on the scene she had just witnessed. One pale blonde eyebrow rose speculatively as she adjusted her uniform.

“Bloody hell… I wonder what HE would have to say about this,” Sophie wondered aloud. She abruptly turned then, headed for the stairs that would carry her back to the nursery.